So I offered her a head massage. At first, she refused but after insisting she was ready for it. The head massage was just a reason. In fact, I wanted...to enjoy her milky white body in the name of the head massage. As soon as I got a glimpse of her cleavage, I got an instant hard-on. I was busy enjoying the view of her cleavage.Suddenly, she started a conversation.She: How is your college life?Me: Boring, aunty.She: Why? College life is fun, right? Sitting in the canteen, bunking classes,. I might just have something that you can do to earn a bit more." Sure, that sounds great." I grabbed the mower and hurried home. I went into my room and dug out the old coffee can from the back of my closet and dropped the thirty dollars that I'd make that morning inside. After returning it to its hiding place I grabbed some clean shorts and underwear and headed for the shower to wash off the sweat and yard grime. Standing under the spay of the shower I scrubbed away the dirt and grass. .. I pound you as hard as I can, thrusting in and out of your hot wet pussy... I slide one hand over around your throat and squeeze as I place my mouth against your ear and tell you, "I'm gonna cum in that beautiful pussy of yours, but only after I make you beg...."I retract from you slightly, hand still around your neck, my dick pounding you, you're slippery wet and your hands are grasping at me, trying to take hold as my balls tighten even more, my cock swells within you and my stokes hit. The weather hadn’t been cooperative, either. Every time I’d been ready to hit the beach, there was rain. Not just showers that you could wait out, these were serious downpours that resulted in some flash flooding. Hell of a way to start a California summer. This weekend had a better forecast of mostly sunny and warm, and I intended to make the most of it. ‘A bunch of people are going to get together tomorrow,’ Manny said. ‘It’s kind of a big pre-summer, pre-tourist-season party. We’ll be in.